Houses of Slaughter.

End the bloodshed!

Though small and furry, the animals feel

They breath, they hurt; their heart and is soul is real.

Though we, the humans, place ourselves on top

It is not our place to take the life of one or another

So, fellow mankind, it's time to STOP.

Put down the butcher knives, cast away the houses of slaughter

Switch the roles, pretend animals were dominant.

And if they had no benevolence, if they killed to no end...

Your mother, father, son, and daughter...

they would merely be food source.

So I beg you, mankind

The blood shed must END.